Be careful who you sit on.

They may not like it very much.

They may tell you what’s wrong, 

pain, sorrow and such …

Some may pinch and bite you, 

Twist until you bleed.

Others might tickle, 

see you laugh until you plead.

Some may crawl inside you!

Unknowing to the eye, 

And say strange things, 

to all the passers by …

The submissive little ones

may simply just crush and bend.

And still others yet, meet their sorrowed end.